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Month: September 2014
A Second Riffing
Photographs of delerium deceive
Mimeographs of insects believe
Radiographs of horribilis dear
Craniographs of fabulous fear
Take the ladder of sight into home
Rake the matter of flight into loam
Brake on platters of plight into roam
Ache in tatters of light zone
Sunlight is finelight is wildlight
Lifetime is wildlife is darklife
Finelight is darktime is moonlife
Deadwild is lifelight is darktime
Seasons are ripe control artists
Autumn swells a tuber orchestra
Winter times a criminal cold watch
Spring flames a filigree wish
Summer fry
History schools disguise hinges gold
Works marks eyeteeth buys goodnews
In letters as big as you like miserable
wherever it goes at the time
History restores fire original grounds
Polished integrity shines shoes
in worn leather arette discerns all
beauty remarkable story in time
Tea towel the evidence of tears
In the fabric of a face distraught
at broken crockery of living
Dissolved in the birth of Why.
Run the tap of silence till it goes cold
Rip the shower map of patience
Undone by the bath of life
Crazy at the loss of switches
Hunt down a crisis of coffee jars
Find wonderful in a winos fears
Wind up a clock that one son
Happenstance often disappears
Hit critical button pop up dolled down whimsical forgot me not blues
Hard assed holy mother of knives
in cracked wisdom tooth news
Caustic delivery hides hints and tints
Highly organised finery total respect
Oranges juice out frets of guitars
Willingly dissect green bins
Finest disarmament heals horror filled theatres bloody cogs log timidity
Terrorise frigidity in a week of woe
a great deal more like number.
Dance time crunch time grey time
Flounce your skulls into bounce
Castles in a sky of cat bowls half eaten hidden menus of menace
Let bygones be sandwiches made for you in the neatest handwriting all over the willingness of your body of truth or dare trembles terror
So much is about where we are in our days of telling each other where we are not half suspecting they know already the half truth you give
May you dream on the edge of time with the wild things and happen upon sanity when a penny drops in the morning
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Body of Delicates
Body of delicates sky on spin
Skin of delicates cloud on rinse
Don’t block the filter
Don’t block the filter
Tumble ratchet grind of earth
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The Open Shop At War
As robust earth tumbles to an end
Whilst delivering value
I need an extra jumper
As robust war is inevitable
Whilst delivering value
I need a warmer coat
As robust discussions are futile
Whilst you deliver effective service solutions
I need to upgrade my phone
As robust cease fires are temporary business models that deliver value
I need an extra pair of socks
All is end to end
Earth to end,
War continues
Sharpen your core business
in a controlled manner
grow your operations.
People must shop.
Open shops are a sign of peace
Whilst buildings fall around them
Open shops are a sign of calm
When dead people lie in the street
Open Shops are a sign of order
Amidst bomb craters, bullet holes
Open shops let people go on
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It will happen
It will happen
when fish climb poplar trees
when grapes grow on a willow
when fish climb poplar trees
It will happen
when chickens grow teeth
two Thursdays in the same week
two Sundays in the same week
when it’s snowing red
It will happen
on horses’ Easter
when cows fly
when flagpole blossoms
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The Ribcage A Wardrobe
Open my ribcage like a wardrobe
Sigh at old fashion of my heart
Put on a despair of my shoes
Walk out open door of my senses
Shop in new mall of my thoughts
Same shops as anywhere
Replace despairs on old shoe rack
Close my ribcage
like a wardrobe
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The Riffage
Clamped in the upright station of the world
Drowned in the come uppance daylight
Hunkered half light knowingness
Hefts hollow along kerbside
Ferret the mammal heart of the world
Become harsh chandeliers
Become rude shoeless adjectives
verb your character into business
letteropen an alphabet of fire,
a draining board of desire
a kitchen cupboard of flesh
a knifeblock of words
unseating themselves
Griddle down lightning days
Heavying nights moisten to open
Forgiveness in a handshake of trees
a massage of fields amid the nursery
Of war
record visual media
stand to attention wall
mounted retreat into hill
stations of past lives
lived hands free
autobot rainbow of perception
Tinker, tinker with children’s toys
repair your own gored scars
fix bro
ken and Barbie cars without
wheels pieces
lost toothless jigsaw
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Autumn
Night is closer now
Night is colder now
Night is called now
Night clasps you now
Bright not brim dark
Dark whim not bright
Shout hard shun light
Light harsh hard mark
Light is lost past Light
Light is last must Light
Light is past last Light
Light is past lost Light
Rasping hands carpenter seduction
Grasping hands engender destruction
Night block life
Knife block sun
Sun block knife
Life block Night
Fire heals bone
Bone heals breath
Breath heals breath
Birth heals fire
Bone pain cold
Stone pain cold
Grown stone cold
Old Thrown stone
Leaf fall land fall handful
Earth rise tuber rise armful.
Motes mingle winterlight
Handful earthful autumn dark
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The Accumulation
buy into this
buy into heraldic unicorns on
high street
Greeting Cards DVD rental
Bakery Bakery
. Master Bakers
horn
Rude. No need for it.
only shops and pubs
Bank Bank Interiors
only shops
Betting Betting
Butcher WholesaleButcher Butcher
the high street
Butchers
Opticians Opticians
Opticians Animal Accountants
buy into
Design in Bloom
How many virgins
Shall meet and greet
the green, green Unicorn
down High Street
Not damp damp
between the causey edges
on verge. On verge of rude
How many how
many men know the horn
that heals not wounds
How many how
girls see Rhinos
See great shaggy Rhinos
Down the High street
How many how
need opticians
a bun in the bank
on verge of butchery
rudery prudery
a vision of butchery
a unicorns vision
Rhinos have bad eyesight
need opticians
You can’t like me
Your eyes are painted on
Pie in a different, different sky.
bakers dozen
The Ancient Woodland
Ancient Woodland Wood Sage,
Bluebell, Bush Vetch,
Bugle, Yellow Archangel,
Dog’s Mercury,
Slender St John’s-wort,
Toothwort,
all in a Monk’s prayer
Multi stemmed rough barked Oak,
smoother Hazel trees abound
where miners various strikes
hunted family warming fire wood.
Above as book leafed pressed trees
Carboniferous Coal measures
Sandstone crumbles
cooing Collared Dove,
Green Woodpecker knock,
Wren, Mistle Thrush,
Treecreeper, Song Thrush
fledge amongst Oak and Hazel.
Sparrowhawk hunt
Kestrel still point
Kingfisher blue flash above Bream
An industrial brown serpentine sludge
oozing round corners
of heavily employed industry
reinvented by collapse
recovered it’s pre
Industrial self
Into fish, fowl, mammal,
Ancient woodland.
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The Wombwell Rainbow 